Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Jian Yufei strained her ears to listen for any movements outside, ready to call the police if anything happened.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t hear anything. The voices from outside were too low, deliberately ensuring she couldn’t hear.

“Who sent you?” Xiao Lang asked the men in front of him, standing in the middle of the living room with his muscular physique.

“No one sent us, we mean you no harm. We just wanted to have a cup of tea here and then leave.” The man who had held the gun earlier smiled faintly, his sharp black eyes filled with a chilling aura.

Xiao Lang smirked coldly, indifferently saying, “Help yourself with the tea, then leave promptly.”

One of the men went to the kitchen to brew the tea.

Xiao Lang walked slowly towards the sofa and sat down, stretching his slender legs in a leisurely manner.

The men refrained from disturbing him, they each found a place to sit down, leisurely sipping tea, as if their visit was just for a cup of tea after all.

They drank tea for about half an hour, then stood up and left without a word.

Jian Yufei heard the sound of the door closing and got out of bed to open her door.

“Did they leave?” She asked Xiao Lang.

“Mmm.” The man walked up to her with a smile and gently asked, “Why haven’t you rested?”

“What did they come for?” She retorted.

“To have some tea.”

Seeing her disbelief, he laughed, “They really came for tea.”

His eyes told her he was not lying. She nodded her head, about to say something when the doorbell rang again.

Jian Yufei frowned slightly, her heart uneasy once again. Were those people back?

Unfazed, Xiao Lang went to open the door. This time, it wasn’t those men at the entrance, but Ruan Tianling. He shoved Xiao Lang aside and walked in, his tall figure appearing in Jian Yufei’s sight.

Seeing him, her face abruptly changed color, and there wasn’t a hint of warmth left in her eyes.

Ruan Tianling quickly took a measure of her appearance, stepped forward, and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards the door.

“Let go of her!” Xiao Lang charged over, but Ruan Tianling grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, throwing him off.

“Listen closely, you better stay away from her! Or it won’t be just a scare next time!” Ruan Tianling’s face was gloomy as he issued his threat.

Xiao Lang squinted his eyes dangerously, realizing that the men earlier had been sent by him after all.

Those men had come here not only to buy some time for Ruan Tianling to make it here but also to keep an eye on him, preventing him from getting too close to Jian Yufei.

Jian Yufei had figured some of it out too. Although she had intended to struggle initially, she quickly quieted down and obediently stood still.

As Ruan Tianling pulled her away, she turned back and shook her head at the charging Xiao Lang. Don’t come over, don’t provoke this devil because of me.

Ruan Tianling took large strides, walking fast. Jian Yufei, wearing her slippers, stumbled along behind him.

As the elevator doors opened, he strode in, pulling her along.

She couldn’t keep up with his pace, and a slipper fell off outside. The doors closed quickly, almost catching her foot.

Xiao Lang could not make it in time to squeeze into the elevator. Only a solitary slipper was left beside him.

Standing barefoot on one foot in the cold elevator, Jian Yufei kept her body tense, her eyes downcast and her face expressionless.